[He moves to the foot of his bed where a small chest is placed. It isn't to large and definitely is nothing to compare to the trunk the city had granted him. However ti houses several belongings from his travels and artifacts that are special to his heart. He turns back to glance at Psiionic, carefully working away at the lock that held the chest closed. It takes a moment but he soon pulls out a regular sized journal, tucking it safety under his arm.]
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Here. Do be careful with it, friend.